As the months passed Willowstar grew sadder and sadder. Finally the day she was due came and she stayed in the medicine mare's den.
2 hours later she lay still, 2 beautiful black foals lay next to her. One had a star on her forehead and the other had a blaze on his. "I can't lose you my loves!" She cried thinking of names for them, "You will be Darkstar and you will be Lightstorm." She named them.
Shiverstorm raced over to teh den. "They are black foals arent' they?" She asked.
Willowstar nodded. "When will father come?" She asked.
Quakewing landed and entered the cave. "You may raise them but they will die before they ever get their powers."
Willowstar nodded, "Thank you father." She nuzzled both of her foals, "The boy is Darkstar and the girl is Lightstorm." She said
(Sorry it was so short next will be longer)
AWEEEEEEEEEE SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wow! Cute! I love the foals' names! Quakewing, welp, I hate him......though his name is AWESOME XD
Nice! One thing I've always wondered, is why don't the over-stallions kill the black foals as soon as they're born? It seems much crueler to let them grow and know that they are going to die than to do it before they even know what's going on.